It's a frightful business at the hostel to cram in all our practicing, isn't it?
I nearly had a free fight with Janie Potter yesterday.

She commandeered the piano, and though I showed her the music time-table, with my name down for '5 to 6' she wouldn't budge.

I had to tilt her off the stool in the end.

It was like a game of musical chairs.
She wouldn't look at me to-day, she's so cross about it.

Not that _I_ care in the least!" Music was a favorite subject with Ingred, and one in which she excelled.
She would willingly have given more time to it, had the school curriculum allowed.